Business of Misery

"How old he is?"

"17 sir."

"And you expect me to believe that he lead that group of men and took out the guards surrounding the building? Don't mock me."

"Sir, I am only telling the truth."

Shikamaru slowly opened his eyes to the voices about him. The man he had been searching for, right in front of him. Hitler. Now was his chance, but where was his gun? Wait, he couldn't even move his arms. What the hell?!

Just then, a female's voice spoke.

"Sir please, don't underestimate the enemy. I am not arguing with you, I am just thinking of what is best for your strategies to deploy in the future. They may be smarter then we think."

Shikamaru turned his head towards the female, she was gorgeous. Maybe a regular German girl, but this girl had certain beauty that was beyond the others he had every seen. And her voice, such a certain softness yet held a fierceness in it. Shikamaru met the girl's gaze for a brief moment but she quickly turned away. He then looked down to where his arms were currently being held.

He was laying on a table, buckles around his body. Five of them around him, hooking him down to the table to where he couldn't move anything except his head. He then looked at Hitler, hatred in his eyes. Hitler looked down at the Shikamaru in return.

"Don't give me that look boy." He grunted. Shikamaru merely yawned. Hitler's eye twitched at his antics. "Kill him." Shikamaru's eyes now widened at this.

"NO! WAIT!"

It was the female again. Hitler looked at her, not a hatred look but one of 'what the hell are you thinking?'

"Uh um… I-I was ju-just thinking th-that… We could use him to get information out of him to tell us of the where-abouts of the other men and stuff… Yea that's it!"

Shikamaru looked back at Hitler, he looked like he was contemplating this.

"Very well." He said.

Then, Shikamaru's world went black once again.

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"Hey. Heeey. Heeeeeeeeeeeey, wake up!"

Ino sighed. "God he is just never going to wake up is he… Guess I have no choice then." Ino grabbed a stick that was sitting next to her and bonked the boy before her upside the head with it. He only grunted and shifted his head.

"Hm? Didn't work? Guess I have to do it harder!" She raised her hand to hit him upside the head with it again, but was stopped. The boy was now on top on her, his hands on her wrists above her head and his legs tightly on both sides of hers. Ino began blushing instantly from the interaction.

"Oh, it's only you. Don't hit me again! It's so troublesome trying to get the bruises to go away." The boy got up off of her while Ino just kept laying there. "Er, are you okay?" He asked sitting beside her now. Ino got up real quick.

"Oh little ole me? I am fine! Perfectly fine! Don't worry about me! Nope, I am just an ordinary girl wondering what the hell a cute- uh… boy was doing on top of me! Heh heh heh…" Her words came into a rush. The boy stared at her in confusion. Why was she so nervous?

"Um... Okay. What's your name?" He asked.

"I-Ino. Ino Yamanaka." She responded.

"Ah. Names Shikamaru Nara. Where am I, and what are you doing here with me?"

"Oh um. You are currently being held in one of the many prison holdings Sir Hitler has and it is cell 12. I am here because I check all that goes on in cells 12 as well as 13. Do you have anymore questions?"

"Uh… Not at the current moment."

"All righty then." Ino chirped. "Here's your supper and have nice night."

Shikamaru just nodded as Ino left his current prison hold. She started skipping down the aisle as the other males prisoners whistled at her, while she was unaware of what was going on in their minds.

"Troublesome dogs." Shikamaru whispered. Some were Germans, while the rest were Jews, and such. Shikamaru thought instead of absorbing the beautiful sight before them everyday, Ino, they should be thinking of a way out of there. But Shikamaru understood why they would swoon over her. She may be young, but she already looked like a goddess even though she worked for the devil.

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Hey people! I know I haven't updated in a while- GOMEN!

I keep doing short chapters for this story aren't I? Oh well.

Well, hope you enjoyed and please please please review!

P.S- I just got my first flame, and to this story. T.T Let me just say, I meant no offense to anyone. I am German myself, and no I will not take Hitler out of the story until the end. I think it is a good plot. If you report it, I could really care less. I have a life, this is just one of the things I do when I am bored. The only way you will get me to delete this story or whatever, is if you get more people to say they hate it, then the ones that say they like it. Do you understand where I am coming from?